A very intelligent canine. I've gone to court more than Michelle Bachmann, Harriet Miers, and most US Law School professors ever have. I am ghost written by my human companion. I actually live in the Second largest English speaking city at the time of the War for American Independence. These are my opinions and I don't care if you read this. I don't really want to hear from you--unless you agree with me or can offer intelligent and constructive comments. And I refuse to sell out (no ads here).

09 December 2009

There ain't half been some clever bastards

I was hoping for a better vid, but this was the best I could do.

Yeah, and my theme song:

I could be the driver an articulated lorryI could be a poet I wouldn't need to worryI could be a teacher in a classroom full of scholarsI could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahsWhat a wasteWhat a wasteWhat a wasteWhat a waste

CHORUS:Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band,First-night nerves every one-night stand.I should be glad to be so inclined.What a waste! What a waste!But I don't mind.

I could be a lawyer with strategems and rusesI could be a doctor with poultices and bruisesI could be a writer with a growing reputationI could be the ticket man at Fulham Broadway StationWhat a waste (x4)

Repeat CHORUS

I could be the catalyst that sparks the revolutionI could be an inmate in a long-term institutionI could dream to wide extremes, I could do or dieI could yawn and be withdrawn and watch the world go byWhat a waste (x4)